Lyrics:
Oh, oh
(Oh, I)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
(Oh, I)
(I miss you, baby)
(Oh)
(Oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby (miss you)
(Miss you
love you Eaze (I do)
So bro I'm still witchu (E2)
Yo house don't even feel the same
Yo momma she miss you (She do)
Mr. Homewrecker (Huh)
Mr. Paid
Just call me lil miss get it poppin
Lil miss only interested if it bring me a profit
Nah Mrs only business shit til I can't feel my pockets
So if you
(Oh, I, oh, I) oh, I
(Miss you) I miss you, baby (miss you)
(Miss you, miss you) I swear I do
(Miss you) mmm, hmm
Every since you went away
I ain't
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
I know they miss you
[Chorus]
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever! Be free?
Well guess what lil bitch, you can suck one
Mr. Clynch slam you down to the floor
And guess what, it's because he's a whore
Mr. Clynch is a whore
For any
a lil' more
Miss Donda, if you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggeratin' a lil' bit so
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
. Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for
is Elephant Man and Rihanna
Can I hear you say, "Turn it up"
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Turn it up Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ (come on)
Can
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
a lil' more
Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggeratin' a lil' bit so
careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga
Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,
I’m Mr Wrong not the right one for you boo
And she’s Mrs Wrong not the right one for me too
I finesse her after I hit
I finesse her yoo
Mr Wrong
Mr
It’s Mr Young Roqit
Volume on thirty
Every time that I slide through
Bitch made
Look away
every time that I eye you
Hunnid hounds
Ready to bark
you do it wrong
when you shoot don't miss
cause if you do niggas'll catch you and baby ??? ???? wrong
if they put you in the ditch
I'ma tell you like
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"
Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
Uh, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
of my derriere in the magazine
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece of me
I'm Miss bad media karma
Another day another drama
Guess I can't see
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